The flick

The flick…

You don´t see

But feel

Inside the urban tissue

Craving streets

It is always prepared

DNAer of love

Some of its loses                    

Will make you mad

And some of its wins

The flick

You feel inside

Like a 10,000 watts bass

It is above all

Also flows inside you

And me

And every thing

It may like

It likes beds

And prefers white linen sheets

But will make its tasks

On bare grass

Ask masters

From Lao Tzu and above

Why you´re below?

And they will tell you bored:

Because you asked for more

Flickering time

VABM October 1, 2011

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A new thing

A new thing

Mother Earth please…

Cast new dice

Open to me the door of…

The horizon wall

Very far from…

The horrible thing

My parents have lived.

Their gassy guts

And their average routine

To a new thing…

That isn’t new at all

But hasn’t been yet discovered

Inside the tamed doom

Of this concrete streets

VABM Thursday, September 29, 2011
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Gaseous Light

Gaseous Light

Clouds are interfering

Absorbing & scattering

Sunlight waves

Casting its shadows below

Where a buzzards cloud

Like feathered whirl

Rounds itself inside

A warmer & ascending

Burble of air

I’ve been overflown today

By a buzzards cloud

What my bard inside will chant?

News are always the same

Guess I’ll try tor write about

Sunlight photons bounced back

To Diana Matisz

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http://lifethrublueeyes.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/silver-lining-2/

VABM Thursday, September 29, 2011

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A quarter passed moon

A quarter passed moon

Moon

Less than a half moon

Floating above all

Please tell me more

About she, world & un/love

Because

I do need another poem

To post it in my blogspot

VABM September 20, 2011

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Hydro-Gen

Hydro-Gen

I’m seeing the smoke

It is supposed

To contain souls

None hope I support

The whole planet

Is made of stars’ ash

But

Such a small quantity of water

Is enough to sustain souls

And

I’m thinking of you

I’m thinking I love you

I’m thinking I do know

The stupid truth from above

And that it is all about

Organic ash

Fire & Ice

And stars ex/implosions

                 

Really

You could trace life

To water

Even to hydrogen

If you were patient enough

VABM September 19, 2011
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A quiet storm

A quiet storm

Rays flashed the storm
Light unfroze darkness
Night concealed world


It was me? Or did you?
Who will be concerned?
Passion never showed


Sea waves shocked rock
Just sand, just sea foam
Merely fearful attempts 


Just insane precaution
And wary moderation
Made in our time to love

VABM September 2, 2011


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About broken hearts

About broken hearts

Some birds aren’t for the cage

Some days are made just to fill

The calendar before dates

With ugly and gray unease                              

Some cats would eat you

Some people would kill you

Just to reaffirm their point of view

In matters you have never though of

Some butterflies can broke your heart

Some places you must never go

If you want to keep your body and soul

Working together in the way you know

                                                                                 

Nature as people is real

They don’t need you

Much of them were here before you

Majority will stay after you leave

So please boy give some theories

The same authority deserves bullshit

Never offer some people the other cheek

Because it also will be hit

Be gradual and cautious

Always leave a margin for error

Never sign blank checks

Neither lend without interests

And when truly love shows its face

You will be able to easily detect it

Because the one in love with you

Will be more worried than you

Then is time to give theories a chance

Or for to take advantage

Do it dirty quick

Opportunity never repeats

VABM August 18, 2011

Sardines in olive oil

Sardines in olive oil

If there is a God

I mean it

It must be pilchard’s aware

Mother just opened

A tin can

Full of sea memories

Sardines in olive oil

You can read

At its very front

I am a cat

Next time we talk

Keep it in mind

I do know

What I am

Do you know what you are?

VABM Wednesday, August 17, 2011


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Even God’s eyes die

Even God’s eyes die

THE Lord (Jahwahral)

The God’s eyes

During much of his time

Was quickly finishing his pass

Those pale yellow patches

In the green dark of the mountain flank:

The local name?

The decease; its tea, is the cure for?              

Heard the boy, remembering his teacher´s own words:

Curiosity: That walking cane

That makes possible to live

So many horrible lives

Just for a moment doubt crossed trough

His master’s eyes

His one and only disciple and grandnephew

Also his master’s sense of smell

This IS an emergency

A REAL one

PLEASE!!

Allow us the pass

The siren of the ambulance

Like an icebreaker

Cleared the pass through the city noise

To his silent cry

Bush vulgaris

No-name brush

Routine:

The name of the decease

Somewhere far yet from hospital

Paramedical make the sign

And driver knew the emergency

Was now unreal

Untying his mask said:

Don’t cry boy

Earth discards skin cells everywhere, every time

Look at the soil when searching for THE real life

Boy, we’re so ephemeral

That even angels die

At the morgue

Said a nice man

Was his departure planned, or an irresponsible one?

Every year from his office someone still calls

To arrange for his master’s remains

A nice site in a beautiful park

                                                                           

Since that day

That boy has searched in the bush

Missing his granduncle aid

The cure for solitude                                       

VABM August 15, 2011


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Amen

Amen

Moon is trapped 

Behind 

Electric wires

Because the one

In charge 
Everywhere of everything

Is dreaming  

    Drunk like a trunk

    Below the tree of life

Another universe

Where you & me

Will ever sing

La chanson

El canto
The song of God

VABM Friday, July 15, 2011



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Waiting for the sun to come

Waiting for the sun to come

Seated on the sand

Few hours ago

I saw the sinking of the sun

Behind one horizon

Now I’m waiting

In the same sand

For the same sun to come

From another horizon

How simple it is:

Planets and stars

Accumulates nights and days

Changing everything

I’m stuck and drunk

In the same old sand

Surrounded by horizons

Waiting for the sun to come

Trying to find the differences

Between the me of yesterday

And the one of this dawn

And haven’t found none                                  

Maybe changes are too small

To be noticed

I think I need another bottle

And to offer to the sun another round

VABM July 6, 2011


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Ash of Stars

Ash of Stars

Some people say

HE likes human hearts
Others that HE can produce
Leprosy, drought, love and light

Even there are ones who say
That HE’s as dead
As a dead cat in a trash can
Maybe all of them are right

I can only say
That I.M.H.O.
HE’s the only one
Who makes ash of stars

Fragment from “Dialogues with myself” by Fra Serafino di Imola

Translation to English by Victor A. Bueno M.

From the Greek to Latin translation by Erwin Conte Corvera

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Also moon will pass

Also moon will pass

Above clouds

Below stars

Behind palms

Moon shines

I’m inside

Your heart

You’re inside mine

We´re two of a class

No matters

What the world

Decide to pass

We’ve made our task

Tomorrow’s sea waves

Will reflect

The echo

Of our lives

Pretty small

Quite insignificant

For palms, moon

Sea and stars

But for us

And our Childs

Plenty of significant

And beautiful instants

VABM Friday, June 17, 2011
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To share

To share

Sunrises and sunsets

Beach pebbles

Even a single fish scale

Are as shareable as bread

The salty sea lick

And to swim in a fresh breeze

As a tree leaf

Are also as shareable as bed

But I’m afraid

I’ve never found

The right people to share

Those things with them

Maybe I didn´t see them

Because I was very busy

Trying to catch

The biggest fish

Trying to sleep

In the better bed

And to embrace

The whole universe

                     

With the signs, letters and graphs

Inside my texts:

My short stories

And “poems”

                  

VABM Saturday, June 18, 2011

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